I will now reach out with my right arm and grab a book. Randomly I'll quote eight lines, no make that four lines from the book my mighty arm grabs.
Wait again. It was a Swedish book. It must be something in English. Hold on.
...forms of deviancy, unrelated to the group task are irrelevant. An individual who is deviant in sexual object choice is a case in point. Consider those with a homosexual orientation; some do very poorly in therapy groups composed of heterosexual males and females. They do.....
Conclusion: If you're gay and you have issues, go to a gay therapy group.
On my stereo: Grease: You're the one that I want.
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I just love everything Chicago-ish since I got kicked out by my girlfriend there. I love that bounceer who let me sleep at his house and I love those brothers who let me sleep at their place somewhere around Diversey St. So I guess I must love you too!
Eh.. Could have been Diversy Ave.
Haha! The babe (bitch) lived at North Sheridan Rd... Everything comes back to me now...!
She made like $100,000 a year back then. Maybe I was stupid when I yelled at her and ran to that bar.... ;-)
Wow! We're like super best friends again!! I met that Chicao-ish girl in Stockholm (outside the internet) before a U2 concert and we kinda liked eachother and she came back to Stockholm where we had some hot sex... Yeah... I was fucking awesome in bed and she sent me tickets so I could come to Chicago and yes..... the rest is history.
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